Abe the Wizard

It was at that moment Abel suddenly realized he forgot something.

He forgot to kill Diablo with his human body.

He was having way too much fun in physical combat.

These days of intense battle boosted his angel body's sword mastery to a whole other level. It might have taken him 10 years if he was just practicing by himself.

His angel sword techniques were almost perfect, which was a reward on its own.

But still, he needed to make up for his mistake. His human body opened its eyes and flashed towards the angel body.

The human body carefully reached out some energy into the druid soul to signify it was the one who killed Diablo.

Suddenly, the world stone between Diablo's eyes flew into his head and merged with his own world stone like it was returning home.

Abel sensed the world stone in his soul getting larger. Maybe he was only one piece away from fully recovering all the world stones.

At the same time, he sensed his power increasing from all dimensions.

However, he did not have time to examine in detail. As he turned to the dead body of Diablo, countless beams of light shot out and filled up the Chaos Sanctuary.

The entire space was lit up in pure white, even overshadowing the red glow of lava.

Those lights were made up of the faces of adults, elders, children, male, female, and they were all filled with joy as long as they finally got their relief.

Those lights began to sparkle, and Abel felt excitement emerging from his soul.

Those were souls trapped by Diablo. Their endless years of torture and pain were what sustained Diablo's power.

If Abel never appeared, their pain would continue until eternity.

Therefore, the gratitude those souls had for Abel was not something that could be explained by words.

They began the song of life, which Abel had heard 3 times at this point. It was a calling from the soul, the deepest gratitude and admiration a being could show.

However, this time was the most amount of souls Abel had ever seen singing together.

He knew what the song of life signified, so he sat quietly and listened.

Time passed, and Abel was in a trance until the song ended. The souls did their final bow and vanished from this world with a smile.

After a moment, Abel opened his eyes again.

He looked around and realized the Chaos Sanctuary's eeriness and blood stink had faded.

Instead, it felt welcoming, like the Rogue Encampment.

After merging with another world stone, he had become a god of this continent.

Abel held down his curiosity and shifted his attention back to the dead body of Diablo.

He then reached out his power of the will to scan, but he was soon met with disappointment.

The 4 meters long body of Diablo had no gear other than dragon scales.

It would be a good find if it was the dead body of an actual dragon, but all hell creatures would quickly become rotten after they died.

Even the indestructible dragon scales had turned into ash with a gentle flick.

There was no use for a body like this.

As Abel was wallowing in disappointment, his power of the will brushed against the pentagram where Diablo was summoned and discovered a hole.

He immediately flashed towards it and scanned again. After he was certain there was no danger, he called in Frankenstein from afar.

He was happy about the fight. Nevertheless, the only damage he took was the grey bear which had returned to his monster ring.

Its sacrifice was what allowed Abel to realize the true power of Diablo and change his tactics.

Abel turned to the hole, he couldn't sense any danger, but he wasn't planning to enter it himself.

If the pentagram began to move again, he might be trapped. After all, there were forces more powerful than him, so he would not take the chance even with a little bit of energy from god.

Still, he would not let this opportunity go. Since there were no goodies on the body of Diablo, it had to be in this hole.

He turned to Frankenstein, and it knew exactly what to do.

Abel quickly seized control of its soul, and it flashed into the hole.

Inside was a dark open space, but it did not affect the power of the will.

There was no danger, just like a normal open space.

The floors were filled with rubbish, huge piles of bones, and broken gears.

They were the failed experiments of Diablo, and most were rotten after the passage of time.

After some detailed searching, Abel spotted 2 dark gold gears, and before Frankenstein returned to the surface, he made sure he did not miss a single corner.

Frankenstein placed the 2 dark gold gears in front of Abel's human body, and Abel retracted his control over Frankenstein's soul.

Abel gazed down. One was a bow, and one was an iron fork.

He ran through his knowledge, and the stats of those gears appeared in front of him.

Buriza-Do Kyanon

+200% Enhanced Damage

Piercing Attack +57 Maximum Damage

+32-196 Cold Damage, 4 Second Duration

Freezes Target +3

+150 Defence +35 to Dexterity +80% Increased Attack Speed.

It was a dark gold bow with decent power. Too bad he didn't have any professional archers.

But he quickly thought of his angel body. Since it did not have any long-range attack ability, this bow would be perfect.

At the same time, its speed was a great match with its added dexterity. Even without any professional archery skills, it could create a rain of arrows.

Finally, its piercing ability would be effective on most enemies even if he missed.

At that moment, Abel was already wondering how he could hide his angel body's energy so he could use it in the Central Continent. No one would be able to stop his arrows or his Razortail.

Abel put away the Buriza-Do Kyanon and turned to the iron fork.

Kelpie Snare

+180% Enhanced Damage

Slow Down Target 75%

+28 health

Fire resistance +50%

+30-50 Damage

+10 Vitality.

"A thing like this exists?" Abel gasped.

The Kelpie Snare was not only powerful—it was also disgustingly powerful.

It did not have many abilities, but that slow-down target by 75% was a killer. In an instant, 3/4 of his target's speed would be taken away.

This speed even included attack speed as well as moving speed. His enemies would be hopeless if he landed a single strike with this thing.

He scanned the Kelpie Snare again, and it seems like it would be effective as long as it left a mark on the enemies. There was no need for special attacks.

Abel looked around the Chaos Sanctuary again. This place was now his.

He gazed focused on the furnace of hell outside and flashed towards it after he put away his summons.

Since he was accepted by this world, his power of the will could reach beyond 1600 meters once again.

He arrived at the Furnace of Hell outside, and it looked just the same.

But, it felt different. He sensed a connection with the platform on it.

It was at that moment Abel realized why this place attracted him. It was because of this platform.

He came to the side of the platform and sensed it absorbing energy from the lava.

In the middle of it was where the energy gathered. It seemed like it was forming something.

Abel calculated for a moment, whatever it was forming should take half a month in the Central Continent to complete, so maybe he would check on it again until then.

As for now, he needed to search for the passage to another world. He already scanned the Chaos Sanctuary and didn't find anything. The map he had also did not say much either.

He searched around the River of Flame. Since it was his world, he no longer needed to be careful.

His power of will quickly cover the river but also did not find any hint.

By that point, he decided to return to the pandemonium fort. He would let his summons out for a search tomorrow.

However, he suddenly sensed a vicious dimensional force as he stepped out of the little teleportation circle.

He speeded into the pandemonium fort's hall, and the first thing he saw was a blood-red portal.

Still, Abel remained careful as always and let Frankenstein test it out.. After he sensed that it was safe through the soul chain, he made his first step in.